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I told you she's fine. Wait.

Gast�n, I already told you she's fine, she needs space.

Thanks for the ride, everything is fine.

- I'm here for whatever you need. - Thanks, bye.

For me she's like a second mom.

Yeah? You've known her for a long time, right?

What? For a long time. Didn't Lalo tell you?

- No. - Yeah, I have a story.

The first time we got drunk, she helped with our hangovers.

Yes, I remember...

that Lalo told me that.

She's like a second mother to me too.

Sonia is very special.

- Yes. - Which sibling is your parent?

Me?

The middle one.

With black hair, long and curly.

It's just that he is a bastard

and no one talks about him.

Lalo can tell you later.

- Well, bye. - So you are...

What?

- His cousin. - Yeah.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

I'm his cousin.

It's not like I'm Lalo.

It's just sometimes you talk like Lalo.

- But we don't look alike. - There's something similar.

- Because I'm his cousin. - Yeah, maybe.

Yes.

It's just that sometimes Lalo does weird things.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Like what? - Well, he's weird.

I mean, he can be normal,

like in the sauna, right?

And all of a sudden he'll spank you.

Or hit you in the balls.

Where do you think he got

the idea for gay soccer players?

Being in the gym, walking,

and he takes everyone towels, or whatever.

Well, it's weird.

Weird? No, I don't think it's weird.

No. Well, where's my friend?

Lalo.

Lalo.

Mom, auntie.

What? What do you mean dead?

No, no, no, no, no.

Open your mouth, Auntie.

- But she needs her space. - No, no, no, but...

Why did she say he was dead?

Why did you say that?

It's a saying.

It's, it's...

A phrase in a movie.

- OK. But is he OK? - Yeah, he's fine.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, he's fine.

- How do you know? - Because...

It's intuition from here.

It's female intuition.

You know how intuition comes out of here.

- Lola, let me say something. - What?

I'm a very good friend.

- But I'm not an idiot. - No?

No, I'm no idiot.

And until my friend shows up,

I'm going to assume he's in some cave

with thugs bashing his legs.

And you're not an idiot.

Since you haven't said anything,

I'll think that you're involved.

That you're why he's in a cave

with some thugs beating him.

And I won't just stand by.

- And you're going to regret it. - Yeah.

- OK. - Kisses, Sonia.

Bye.

- Go to sleep. - Who are you?

Sleep, now's not the time,

this is no time to talk.

Who are you...

Go to sleep.

No. No, no, who are you?

Are you full yet?

Yes, I don't want more, thank you.

You didn't like it?

Not much.

Are you like this because you didn't like the food?

- Like this how? - Like that.

- Like this how? - Just like that.

No, it's not just the food, Alexa.

It's just that I'm realizing

that you don't have time for me, but OK.

Or maybe it's just me, right? I don't know.

I don't know.

Hey, it's not my fault that Lalo's...

Yes, exactly, it's just that it's always Lalo.

See?

You don't get it.

It's always Lalo did this,

Lalo did that. Enough already.

Or I don't know, unless you like Lalo.

- That would make sense. - Come on, Mart�n.

- Come on, what? - Really, I can't believe

you're saying this shit.

Let me see your cell phone.

- What? - Show me your cell phone.

It's private.

Those who do no wrong haves nothing to fear, right?

Because if I'm right,

why would you pay attention to me,

if you live with the guy you like, right?

Fine, check my phone, see what you find.

Who is Pablo?

My producer.

Well, he texts you a lot.

Because he's helping me with some papers.

- What papers? - Some papers.

- Tell me, what papers? - I can't...

I can't tell you because if I tell you about work...

- you get pissed off. - Right, see? It's, no!

It pisses me off that you don't include me.

We should talk later.

So, should I leave?

Shit, Alexa.

We're going to be late for work.

Yeah...

Sorry.

- I'm just... - Distracted?

- Yeah. - I couldn't tell.

I just can't stop thinking about Lola.

Lola?

I know Lalo's family very well,

I've known them for years.

And I've never heard of a cousin Lola.

I'm gonna take a shower.

Don't you think there's something weird?

Look, I have to go to work and would rather

you weren't thinking about Lola.

Especially if you and I are fucking, right?

Sure. Listen to me.

I went to Lalo's house.

He wasn't there but his roomie was,

and I also saw Lola.

So, we can discard

the kidnapping thing.

What if she's an accomplice?

Here.

He's a private investigator.

He's the best.

And why do you know a...

Because...

From a cousin.

Call him.

So he can handle this

and you can concentrate better.

Yeah, I'm going to call him.

Come on, Mom.

Good morning.

Good morning, Mom...

Mambo jambo?

How are you feeling?

Lalo told me to come here and take care of you.

Good. I feel good.

- What were you looking at? - My room.

My room, which looks a lot like that one.

Is it your son's?

Yes, my Lalo.

I haven't moved anything since he left home.

- Yeah, I can tell. - That's how moms are.

- Do you have children? - Yes, a daughter.

- Oh, how old? - Sixteen.

Like my granddaughter.

- Then you'll understand. - Yes.

Why don't you rent the room and make some money?

No, no, no, that room is for my Lalo.

Whenever I walk by and I see the door closed,

I can imagine that he's in there,

watching his pornos.

He never thought I would find out.

But of course.

No...

You'll see.

When children start to do their own thing,

first you think they're yours,

but they aren't.

Lalo is...

the best thing that's ever happened to me.

And plenty of good things have happened to me.

So explain to me

why I have to just forget about him.

Did something happen to him?

You know what, kid?

I know who Lalo is.

And I know sometimes he does things that...

he gets carried away,

he doesn't think about consequences.

But you know what?

I'm his mother.

And I'll understand.

You said it.

Mom...

I'm Lalo.

What? What?

I didn't have surgery or anything.

I'm like this because of a spell.

You see, this girl I met,

I broke her heart...

Unintentionally. Unintentionally.

Well, she went to a witch, she took it very badly.

And now...

Now she made me like this.

But I'm fixing it.

Well, kind of.

I know it's hard to believe, Mom.

But I swear, it's me.

It's me.

And I'm telling you like this, quickly,

because there's no other way to say it.

Now, if you want to ask me something, or to say something,

so you can check and believe me, then tell me.

Do you need anything?

A Diazepam and a mezcal.

Mom, don't say anything to Sol.

I don't know how she'd take it, OK?

I'm leaving.

Daughter, what do you mean, a spell?

What do you mean a lady whose heartbroken and...

How did she manage to...

I'll tell you later, I have to go to work.

Or I'm gonna be late, OK?

I'll call you later and tell you everything.

I promise.

Bye.

Jackass.

What's up?

I just came to change,

because you know in the office they want me to be...

all sexy and all well groomed.

What about you? You're not going to the station?

Yes.

Oh, damn.

I barely slept.

How strange, you sleep like a log.

Yeah, but it's just...

last night I argued with Martin.

Do you like this one or not?

It has like its own underwear.

It started as a scolding...

Now he scolds me because I live with you, dude.

And for Pablo.

Almost even for working.

This one is too tight, or not?

Dude, are you listening to me?

Yeah, I'm listening to you, but what do you want me to say?

You two always fight.

It's always the same story, Alexa.

You complain about him, he complains about you.

Enough! Either go to therapy and fix things,

or break it off.

Any man would give everything to be with you.

You asshole.

Now I'm an asshole? Why am I an asshole?

For telling you the truth?

For talking to you directly?

Shit, Alexa.

It's always the same.

Now he scolds you for living with me?

You and I are like siblings.

What the fuck does he care?

Also, I have a lot of problems,

and I solve them myself.

Fine. I'm going to change.

Oh, no, it's Sol.

Answer.

No. You're great at solving your problems alone, right?

No, I need you. Pick up.

Hello?

Dad?

- Dad? - Hello?

Alexa, is my dad around?

No.

Your dad is traveling.

- To Africa. - No way.

To Africa?

Why did he go? Why didn't he tell me?

That's an excellent question, Sol.

When I see him, I'll ask him.

Do you need anything?

Do you want me to give him a message?

I just wanted to talk to him.

I can never talk to my dad.

I'll tell him, sweetie.

- Really, Africa? - Really.

Oh, come on!

Now she can never talk to me,

I always answer her WhatsApps.

Everything, man. For God's sake.

Don't I?

- Hi. - What's up?

- They're not for you. - Oh, yeah, I'm sure.

Red roses.

Real original, nice.

Alexa.

Someone's looking for you outside.

Some guy who looks like an idiot.

Hello.

I was reflecting on what we went through yesterday.

I don't want to keep fighting.

So,

for my part...

I'm sorry.

Film something today?

Look, the customers urgently need to see something.

But we already gave them the project.

They want to see, not read.

Be quiet!

I want to hear my own narcissistic thoughts.

It's just a pilot to give them an idea.

- We don't have a host. - Exactly.

Yes, we do.

Yeah, it's perfect.

Yeah, of course we already have a host.

Obviously, that's why she got involved.

Lalo planned all this, that's why she's here.

She must owe him a favor.

Or plenty, you know how tricky that dude is.

Like you don't know him.

- Good morning. - How are we doing?

- Good morning. - Hi.

Hey, move the camera up a bit, not so low.

Wally!

This is the fourth time.

This is very high.

Hello.

Espresso with buttermilk?

From the machine.

Thank you.

Hey.

Don't you think

they went a little overboard?

- Yes. - It's just...

when you arrived you looked beautiful,

all natural, with your blue circles under your eyes

and your transparent, white skin.

Because for me, beauty is natural.

When a woman wakes up, that's...

real beauty.

Facu, are you flirting with me?

- Was I that obvious? - Yeah.

And you're not my type.

- No? - No.

Well, anyway...

impossible love is...

a form of love.

But it's impossible, so...

- Hey, sweetie, are you ready? - Yeah.

Yeah? OK, stand here in the middle, please.

- I'm going to see how much... - Natalia!

Hey, I'm not going to put this on.

Yeah. You're won't be in it anymore, actually.

We have two guests outside. Can you go get them?

Thank God. Yes.

OK.

A little step over here. That's it.

No, this isn't going to work out.

Why do you say that?

Look at her.

She looks like a man, doesn't she?

OK. Let's see, everyone, shut up.

If someone makes a mistake, we improvise,

we need this for today.

- Clapperboard. - Yes, ma'am.

Out of place. Scene one. Take one.

Here.

- Lola. - Stop, stop.

Straighten yourself.

OK, ready?

And...

Action!

Fans who live the passion of soccer.

HEY

WEIRDO

Who would have imagined everything that happens

in the locker room, right?

We're going to a commercial break

and when we're back,

why do uniform shorts keep getting looser?

We'll be right back.

And cut. Very good.

Thank you, guys.

Thank you.

Dolores.

Your cell phone keeps ringing.

Here.

Thank you.

Hello?

- Lalo. - Mom.

There's an emergency.

Viridiana, your ex, called me.

She said he's in some tropical location.

But Sol is in crisis.

Something is bothering her, but she won't tell me.

And she says she just wants to talk to her dad.

Where is Sol right now?

I calmed her down.

Yes, but what do we do?

She doesn't want to go home.

No, no, and Viridiana says

all she wants is to talk to Lalo.

Yeah, OK, I'll call you back.

Bye.

Alexa, I have to ask you for help.

Gast�n.

Focus.

Looks like it's going to rain.

No, it's really hot out there.

Looks like it's going to rain, doesn't it?

Oh, of course.

Is the sky getting cloudy?

Password accepted.

Nice to meet you, Mr. G.

- Nice to meet you, Detective... - Robledo.

Detective Robledo.

Alexa, how are you?

Hi. Hi, sweetie.

How are you, Sonia?

- Good, better. - Yeah?

- I was just caught off guard. - Yeah.

- You know, right? - Yeah, yeah.

- Yeah, you know. - I know all about it.

All about what?

About your dad's trip.

- To Africa, right? - No.

- Yes. - To Canada.

- Wasn't it Africa? - No.

Canada, I remember.

Because he told me that

because of the snowy mountains

he didn't have a signal.

And in Africa there is.

- We'll leave you alone, OK? - Yeah.

- Yeah. - We'll leave you alone,

so you can talk.

Doctor!

- Your patient has arrived. - Let it all out.

Relax.

She's very good.

Did you read some Freud?

- Freud? - Yes, Freud.

The Oedipus stuff...

No, I didn't read Freud.

How are you? How are you, Sol?

I'm the psychiatrist...

Psychoanalyst.

Therapist.

Psychiatrist.

My name is Dolores del Pino Su�rez.

And you can call me Lola.

Welcome.

OK? So...

If I have some whiskey...

would that bother you?

It's a test

for teenagers, on the issue of alcohol.

Sol, how are you?

How are you?

And that's it for today, folks.

Hims, hers, theys.

See you at the next one!

I don't know.

Something seems weird.

Lola is like very...

isn't she, Gast�n?

Yes, it's like she's very...

like very...

- Nice. - Sensual?

- Butch! - Oh, Dad!

That's what it's called.

I think she looks beautiful.

- She's got something that... - Yeah, she looks gorgeous.

- She's not very feminine. - She's not very feminine.

It's a different kind of feminine.

Did you see how she talked to the interviewees?

It's an interview.

- Yeah. - Well, it was not formal.

Not Mr. and Mrs...

- It was flirty. - Exactly.

Also, she knew they were gay.

Oh, well, it's the pilot, we can fix it.

Yes, it can be polished.

Well, let's see what the clients say.

Vicky!

Where is Lola?

She asked to go pick her daughter from school.

She has a daughter?

She has a daughter?

She didn't...

She has permission.

Stop, stop. Leave me alone.

It was a joke.

Don't get all worked up.

I just want to talk to you,

but you're always in a bad mood.

But I'll help you out, want me to tell you how?

How?

- How will you help? - Excuse me?

Go ahead, dude. What were you going to say?

Tell her.

- I was just playing. - Oh, all of a sudden

you lost your balls, didn't you, asshole?

What were you going to say?

But, who are you?

I'm more of a man than you

and more woman than your fucking mother.

What do you think of that?

And if you talk to Sol like that again...

you'll be seeing punches from all over.

You hear that, fucker?

Whip out your dick.

Go on, motherfucker!

Fucking fag.

Hi, Sol.

Your dad told me

to come here to try again.

Why did he send you to talk to me?

Well, because he knows you're having problems.

So why doesn't he call me?

Well, because he's in Africa.

Canada. Canada.

Yeah, but why doesn't he ever call me?

Well, sometimes he calls me.

Once a month when he remembers.

And it's always the same three questions.

How's your mom doing?

How are you doing in school?

Do you need money?

- What? - And that's it.

Like some work meeting.

Like he was embarrassed.

Where do you know him from?

Through a friend.

Romina.

- Oh, you slept with him. - No.

You're like the women my dad likes.

Pretty.

Tall.

Slim.

On the other hand, I...

No, I'm sure his flings don't know he has a daughter.

And if they did know,

they wouldn't imagine someone like me.

You're not going to say anything?

About what?

Well, you're the psychologist.

Well, the thing is...

I'm here to listen to you.

One day at a time.

Good morning.

Lola!

Mr. Aguirre.

Hello.

Do we know anything about the pilot?

I liked it.

- But tell me. - Yes.

How is your daughter?

- How's she doing at school? - Good.

Because clearly you were late

because you picked her up, right?

And you know

that all of us here

have our priorities in order, right guys?

And guess what?

- What? - What do you mean, what?

That you were so late,

that I'm going to introduce you to the host

of the program Lalo wrote.

- Not you. - What?

Lalo. And since you're not Lalo,

- guess what? - What?

Well, we're not going to need your services,

because we have a new host.

You're fired Lola.

LA LOLA

I have some tips for you.

Things I would have liked to have been told before.

One.

Don't let yourself be controlled by any man.

Two.

Have lovers of different ages,

so you don't miss anything.

Three.

Don't let anyone insult you.

Nobody.

Four.

We are always alone.

But we are accompanied by others in solitude.

Five.

Dedicate yourself to what you like most.

Six.

Whenever and wherever

your will is going to get you ahead

of any depression that can be caused

by an idiot.

Seven.

Very important.

Be financially independent.

And eight.

I'm missing a purple one.

Just seven.

Cheers. Heed my advice.

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